"In the face of absolute power, you don't even have the courage to fight. What right do you have to look down on your opponent now?"
"How can a person who cannot see himself and others clearly see the world clearly and become stronger! How can a swordsman like you reach the top!!"
"well...."
Sighing softly, the Sword Emperor seemed to be full of sadness: "I thought I would meet a swordsman with backbone, but in the end, this is the only thing I can do..."
The Dark Sword Emperor withdrew his mighty sword force with a sorrowful sound. The fierce Hei Wuyang dimmed all the light, and turned around with disappointment in Yue Wushang and disappointment in his expectations...
"No spineless swordsman is qualified to become a dead soul under the sword." The Sword Emperor quietly left, one step at a time, and left with a big step. In his opinion, Yue Wushang, who had lowered his head and was already fighting without knowing what was going on, left.
, has long since lost the courage to lift the sword, how can such a person fight with himself.
Even though so many years have passed, even if the strength is only one ten thousandth of what it was before, the power of the Sword Emperor still makes men as powerful as Yue Wushang stop here...
"See yourself clearly? See others clearly? Until you see the world clearly?"
Yue Wushang, who was confused, heard such words in his mind...
In the vague memory, it seems that I have returned to a very young age. At that time, Yue Wushang was just a child less than ten years old!!
But living in the post-apocalyptic era, as a nobleman, he has experienced a lot and seen a lot, so he deeply hates this society, this world and this era!!
It was a dark arena, surrounded by human noises and cheers. In the huge arena, two men covered in blood fought for survival...
But the crowds cheering and cheering around them reflected the twisted human nature.
Because the people fighting in the field are also people!!!
"A Yong, have you seen it? This is the lower class of this era." This is a handsome man, but the direction his eyes touch is cold and gloomy. For the nobles of this era, the people in the slums are like
An existence as weak as an ant is simply insignificant.
But for Chen Yong, who was still young at the time, this was not the case. He used this sentence at the time: "Father, isn't that all life? They are also human beings, why do they have to do this?"
"Hahahaha." Chen Yong's father laughed, and then said: "They are indeed human beings, but they are different from us. We are high-ranking nobles, and they are just lower-class humans. They are like gods and humans.
We are gods!”
"But we are human beings, and we will also grow old, sick, and die. Shouldn't human beings live in peace?" Chen Yong's rhetorical question made his father stunned. What he saw in the young man's eyes was a different luster. At that moment, Chen Yong
The father slapped the child and roared:
"Listen, weak people don't even have the right to choose death. If people are the same, then you can go to the arena below. Otherwise, I don't want to hear you say these stupid things from now on!"
At that moment, young Chen Yong lowered his head. He felt that what his father said was not correct: "But..."
"Pop!" There was another loud noise, and he was slapped on the cheek again. Chen Yong's father said angrily: "If it weren't for these damn poor people, nothing like that would have happened!!"
"You have to remember it for me!"
From that day on, Chen Yong has been spending time in the arena. He was only ten years old at that time. For the first time, when Chen Yong’s father saw Chen Yong standing in the arena fighting, Chen Yong gave himself
What he saw in his eyes was stubbornness!!
That day, when a ten-year-old child defeated an adult and stained the entire arena with blood, everyone in the audience cheered non-stop.
From then on, Chen Yong ate, drank and lived in the arena.
At the same time, Chen Yong's fate also began to change. At that time, he met a child of similar age. This was a fateful encounter. Chen Yong saw with his own eyes that this child of similar age defeated an adult.
So that day, they became child stars in the arena.
But as if deliberately or by fate, they had a fight. In the end, both of them had no energy and no winner could be determined. From then on, they miraculously became friends.
That boy was a poor man from the southwest. His name was Mingjie. Different from Chen Yong's liveliness, he was a cold guy with only hatred and bloodshot eyes.
At that time, Chen Yong never understood it, until the day after they had been together in the arena for five years, Mingjie was about to face the strongest opponent, and he told his story...
His family members were all killed by the nobles, and they were harmed by the most cruel methods. He, the only one who survived, was brought here, enslaved and tortured.
"By the way, although you are the same as us, the guards never dare to embarrass you. Moreover, I am not a fool. Because of you, I will no longer be bullied by them?" Facing Mingjie's eyes, Chen Yong smiled.
:
"If you come back alive, I will tell you everything."
The two people's hands touched together, and Mingjie smiled: "Don't worry, if you are not dead, how could I die!!"
After saying that, he turned around and entered the arena. On this day, he faced the man who created the legend of the arena, a strong man with a hundred consecutive victories.
After five years of fighting, the average combat rate for each person per year is five times a month. Almost all those who failed died and were disabled if they survived, but there were a few lucky people who survived and changed.
Among them are Mingjie and Chen Yong.
This is Mingjie's ninety-ninth battle. If he wins, he will be free for the last time, and the same will be true for those who fight him...
Mingjie only lost once, no, to be precise, it was a tie, with Chen Yong.
He faced a burly man, and the bloody scene at the beginning of the battle made the nobles who had distorted human nature cheer together...
In this battle, Mingjie used his five years of fighting experience to fight his opponent to the end. In the end, the enemy fell down, and a second after that, he also fell asleep...
When Mingjie woke up again, he had returned to his room, and Chen Yong was still guarding him.
"One more time, you can go out." Chen Yong was really happy for Mingjie.
Mingjie smiled: "What about you?"
"Needless to say, I only have one last battle left!"
'Yeah?"
"After we get out, we will be brothers. Let's just drink this one drink." He didn't know where he took out the wine, but Mingjie still drank it down. For them at that time, drinking this bowl of wine made them
They are brothers.
However, neither of them thought that it was just the beginning of a nightmare.
On the day when they both faced a hundred battles, when they met again in the arena ring, Mingjie and Chen Yong showed shock and uneasiness at the same time, as well as gray faces.
"I didn't expect that the last battle would be you..." Mingjie used a smile to hide his heartache...
Chen Yong also laughed: "Ah, I didn't expect it to be like this."
"What's the matter? I won't be merciful just because it's you!" When Mingjie said this, his face was full of disappointment, while Chen Yong gritted his teeth and looked at the high platform, that was his father!
!
He understood that there was no doubt that this battle was arranged by his father!!
...
The memory of that day is gray and bloody...
While crying and shouting in pain, Chen Yong held Mingjie's body and roared like a wild beast. He roared to the sky and asked his father why he did this.
That sentence once appeared in my ears. The weak do not even have the right to survive, let alone the way to choose their death!
From that moment on, he wanted to become stronger crazily. He accepted his aristocratic status again, because only in this way can he become stronger and change the world!!!
"Isn't it true that only by defeating yourself can you become stronger? Only by becoming stronger can you have the ability to change this dirty world!!!"
"I haven't become the strongest yet, how can I fall here!!!"
The pace of leaving suddenly stopped, and the dark Sword Emperor slowly turned around, and what he saw was Yue Wushang, whose whole body was emitting purple light... He picked up the sword in his hand and pointed it directly at the Sword Emperor!!!
At that moment, the Sword Emperor smiled calmly: "Oh, do you have a little bit of backbone?"
"This is not a matter of spinelessness, but a matter of man's dignity!!!"
"As a swordsman, how can you be defeated without fighting? How can you face the enemy and be defeated without being injured!!"
"Even if you die, you must die with dignity!!"
"Arcane Sword Hunting Skill!"
"Sword Jue Qingtian!!"
A sword shocked the giant, the bright sun dazzled the glory, and the terrifying sword energy flew past and headed towards the Sword Emperor. At that moment, the Sword Emperor suddenly smiled, and Hei Wuzai laughed loudly: "Yes, it is the dignity of a man! Where the man is, the sword is there,
The sword destroys people and forgets them!"
"bass!!"
The two swords touched, and the sonorous sound echoed throughout the forest. The figures flashed past, swapping positions with each other. Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Soon, one minute and one second passed, and less than three seconds passed.
, blood splattered three feet in front of Chen Yong's body, he grinned, his sword split into two pieces, and he suddenly opened his hands to face the Sword Emperor.
"What are you doing?"
"I never leave my back to others. Even if I die, I must have dignity!" Yue Wushang's solemn words actually made the Sword Emperor show appreciation. He smiled and said: "Amazing!!!"
After saying that, he pierced the air with his sword and directly cut through Yue Wushang's chest, leaving a shocking sword mark that was deep enough to see the bones!!!
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